After entering the book, he stole the heroine's charming attributes

When everything was ready, Shen Li called Li Erya's family and started making the ointment.

"Ali, this is what you use to make ointment? Why does it look so strange?"

"What's so strange about that?"

"I can't really put it into words. Anyway, it feels very complicated. You're so smart to be able to think of this."

Shen Li looked at her with admiration in her eyes. Most people would be very proud to be looked at like this, but this distillation device was not invented by her, so she really felt a little unworthy of it: "Second Sister Ya, you, Daya Sister, and Aunt Li, the three of you go wash the flower petals."

Then he said to Li the Hunter, "Uncle Li, cut off a layer of the Fengchao over there and heat it in the pot."

After everyone got their tasks, they started to move.

Shen Liang went to Master Nian's place, after all, he had to burn the boxes, while Shen Xing was still in the room writing flyers.

There were a lot of petals, and Liu Dahahua also helped wash them.

Pour the washed petals into a large iron pot, and then Shen Li started heating it.

After a busy day, I produced a lot of essential oils and beeswax, but because the box had not been brought back yet, I didn't make any ointment.

The next two days were spent making essential oils and beeswax. Finally, Shen Liang brought the boxes back. There were two thousand boxes in total. No wonder it took him several days to get back.

The people divided the work. Shen Li and the other women were used to stir all the materials and mix the ointment, while the men were responsible for packing the boxes. After all, they had steady hands, and Li Erya's hands were also steady, so she also went to pack the boxes.

It took another two days to fill the two thousand boxes. This time all the materials were used up, but this time the ointment was made in three flavors.

One is the light fragrance of rose, one is the fresh fragrance of jasmine, and one is the night-blooming jasmine, which is the modern lily. The ointments made from them have a sweet fragrance that is neither strong nor weak. In short, they smell very good.

Huaxian County originally sent this kind of flowers because they ran out of other flowers. The guy repeatedly said that if you don’t like them, you can consider them as a gift and they will replenish the missing ones next time.

But when Shen Li saw that this kind of flower was good, he naturally agreed happily and told his waiter to give him more of this flower next time.

The ointment was ready and Shen Xing's flyers were also written.

Shen Li knew that the letters for those two people should have been written as well, so he took two boxes of rose ointment and planned to go to the two houses to get them back.

"Guan Wenyi, you should have finished writing, right?"

"Well, I was thinking of sending it to you, but I didn't expect you to come first." After saying that, Guan Wenyi handed a stack of papers to Shen Li from the table on the side.

Shen Li looked at the top one. How should I put it? The handwriting was the same as his elder brother's. It was obvious that it was written by a scholar.

It is more free and easy than the eldest brother, but not as free and unrestrained as the third brother. It is handsome and dignified. From the perspective of the font, Shen Li prefers this one.

"Your handwriting is so good. You've worked so hard. Thank you." Shen Li took out a box of ointment and said, "This is a thank-you gift for you. Don't despise it. This is all I have."

Guan Wenyi didn't hesitate. He opened the ointment and smelled it. It had a faint fragrance, which was his favorite smell. "Is this the ointment you made?"

"Yeah, fresh out of the oven."

"I love so much."

"That's good, I'll leave first."

"So urgent?"

"I still have to go get it from Qin Yu."

"Did you ask him to write it for you, too?"

"Yeah, there are so many, I can only ask you for help."

"If you need help next time, I can write it all down for you."

Shen Li was surprised: "Write all? Do you know how many there are? One hundred and fifty, how long will it take you to finish? Besides, your hands are used for writing, I will feel bad if you waste them writing for me."

"It's okay. Writing is no big deal for me, and I write very quickly."

Shen Li thought, this guy is really a good friend, but she can't take up too much of his time, because his time is used for studying.

"Tell me next time."

After leaving Guan Wenyi's home, Shen Li went to Qin Yu's place again.

"Have you finished writing?"

"Well, I'm just waiting for you to pick it up."

"Can't you send it?"

Qin Yu saw that she was holding a pile of written documents in her hands: "You want me to help you, and you also want me to deliver it?"

Shen Li pursed his lips: "Okay, I won't come to get it now."

Qin Yu turned his head and raised his chin: "It's on the table, go get it yourself."

When Shen Li walked to the table, he saw a pile of handwriting. The first thing that caught his eye was Qin Yu's handwriting. It looked good overall, but...

"I said, didn't I tell you to write more neatly?"

“Isn’t my writing good?”

"Beautiful. I can tell you've put a lot of hard work into your handwriting, but I can't understand it. Do you understand?" The handwriting was written in a very vigorous and elegant style, and it was very good. It was unique, but it looked a bit like cursive script. What she needed was not to frame it for appreciation, but to have it understandable to others.

"Look down there."

Shen Li opened it and his eyes lit up. Starting from the second page, the handwriting was much neater, some of it looked like running script, with occasional connected strokes, but it was still understandable.

The handwriting is beautiful and skillful. You can tell something from other people's handwriting, but his handwriting is like a printed copybook. It has no personality of its own and seems to be just good-looking.

This was written under pressure, just like what was said in the original book, he had been enduring in the early stage, and only the first one, which was unrestrained, unconventional, free but not without character, was what he really wanted to write.

"The first one is what you want to write, right?"

Qin Yu laughed at himself: "Whatever you want to write or not, I can write in many fonts, any one you want." After all these years of forbearance, he no longer knows what he was like before.

Shen Li understood what he meant, but couldn't say it out loud: "Then you don't have to write next time. It will probably be painful to write something you don't want to write."

"Don't need me? You want Guan Wenyi to write it?"

Shen Li was puzzled: "How do you know?"

"I guessed it. I told you I can write in several fonts. If you are not satisfied with this one, you can change to another one."

"I am very satisfied, but I am afraid you will be unhappy if you write so rigidly."

Qin Yu knew that Shen Li understood him: "No, for you, I will be happy to do anything."

Shen Li's heart was moved. What he said was too misleading: "Then can I find you next time?"

"Welcome."

Shen Li took out the ointment and said, "This is for you as a thank you gift."

Qin Yu didn't answer it, but looked into her eyes: "You gave him this thank-you gift too?"

"You mean Guan Wenyi? Of course I gave it to him as well."

“That’s really fair.”

Seeing that he didn't answer, Shen Li put down his hand: "You don't like it?"

Qin Yu stretched out his hand again: "Give it to me."

Shen Li handed the ointment over. What? You want it one moment and then you don’t want it the next.

Qin Yu sniffed it and was quite satisfied: "Not bad, it's been so long, and this is the first time you've given me this ointment."

"You don't always want that, do you?"